Farewell

This is Evie, the cat from upstairs and Whisky's cat friend. We're all going to miss her and her owners. They moved out today and a new neighbour moves in on Monday. Fred and I are apprehensive. Since we live in a split Victorian house, the behaviour of whoever lives above us can dictate our lives. If they're noisy, it will make us miserable. Our first neighbours made our lives hell, but we've had soundproofing put in since then and that has helped a great deal. The neighbours who have just moved were so silent that we hardly heard them, and they had a baby (previous neighbours with children were SO noisy). I'm hoping the new neighbour has the ability to hover and glide.

I had a fab evening with Fred. We visited the new corner shop, kitted ourselves with crisps (onion rings and twists) and chocolate and played Age of Empires for hours.